Three decades of love. That's what the love of my life, my heart-catchingly spectacular husband, and I are about to celebrate on our 30th wedding anniversary. Wow.
When I'm thrashing around trying to cultivate a sense of sparkle in my everyday existence, I need to focus on that magical occurrence more. Not in an egotistical, patting-myself-on-the-back way, but rather in a grateful, wonder-filled one.
That, in all the world, we not only found each other, but also committed to, held onto, laughed and struggled with, challenged, inspired, encouraged, comforted, romanced and loved each other. Through all the job challenges, law school, kids, arguments about kids, sleep deprivation, dinner parties, loss, career changes, name change(:)), therapy, boredom and laughter, dirty dishes and laundry, confusion, kids, arguments about kids, financial struggles, parents' deaths, friends, joy. Through it all, I've always loved him and felt buoyed by, inspired by, thrilled by, and comforted by, his boundless love and support.
As the quotation on our bathroom wall quotes Willa Cather, "Where there is great love, there are always miracles." I've seen that realized again and again over the past 30 years, in and around us. Including the transformative power of love.
Because my husband has seen in me things I never knew I had or was, I've become more. What a gift. Pretty incredible. And truly magical.
So, here's to love! The ultimate alchemy. I hope you have it in your life, in any form. To receive AND give.